The Hazbin Hotel was as normal as it could be after Vox’s defeat. Valentino and Velvette kept a DAMN CLOSE eye on Vox after that whole incident where he blew up like more than half of Hell. Everyone at the Hazbin Hotel was fixing the hotel bit by bit. One day, around a week after the incident, Alastor was tidying some things with Charlie and Vaggie, when he saw a portal open up in the bar and made a sinner fall into the bar behind Husk. Husk scoffed in annoyance, slightly drunk himself. “OI! Get out of my bar!”

“Sorry, sorry-“ A voice said that Alastor recognized far too much. His deer ears perked up, as he slowly turned his head to look over, dropping the box he was carrying. Charlie and everyone else looked over at the crash. A tv head sinner lifted his head, rubbing his antennae. Alastor’s eyes flew wide, while everyone else looked puzzled.

Charlie spoke sweetly. “Oh- who are you? And why did you.. fall from a portal.. into my hotel? OHH! A new guest!?” Vaggie quickly held her girlfriend back as the sinner crawled over the bar to stand normally. No one else knew what Alastor did. This sinner was Vox, from the past. How the fuck did he get here? No one knows. It was clearly before Alastor said no to Vox’s, or his actual name being Vincent’s offer to partner up.